Mirror In a Gold Mine

There’s forty thousand feet right under my seat

In thirty minutes we hit concrete

Up In the clouds I miss the roads below

But when we touch down, I’ve got nothing to follow

So, where do I belong

Is it on a weird first date or in a hotel room up late

Oh why is it so hard to breathe

In a city full of palm trees

I’m fresh back from a business trip

To a place that feels kinda sick

Oh won’t somebody call me

In a city full of longing

I don’t wanna go on passing time

Like a mirror in a gold mine

Oh hey old friend can I come walk with you

I wanna hear what you’ve been up to

It’s been so long since we could take it slow

You say you’d you love to, but you’re leaving tomorrow

So, where do I belong

Is it in the broken image of those summer nights we lived in

Oh why is it so hard to breathe

In a city full of palm trees

I’m fresh back from a business trip

To a place that feels kinda sick

Oh won’t somebody call me

In a city full of longing

I don’t wanna go on passing time

Like a mirror in a gold mine

Ooooh, I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna

Yeahh go on passing time

Like a mirror, in a gold mine